Edward Kofi Louis
Edward Kofi Louis Poems
|16561.||Preach, Reach, Each!||6/18/2014|
|16563.||It Cloud Be You||5/29/2014|
|16567.||Straight Is The Gate||6/1/2014|
|16570.||Of The Sequence||5/8/2014|
|16571.||The Ways Of Your Muse||6/19/2014|
|16572.||5 Days After||6/19/2014|
|16578.||It Is Rosy||6/20/2014|
|16579.||Like The Rainbow||6/20/2014|
|16580.||Seed, Feed, Emceed!||6/20/2014|
|16581.||The Face Of A Thief!||7/17/2014|
|16582.||Sending It Down||7/17/2014|
|16583.||Bring It Up||7/17/2014|
|16586.||As You Came Along||7/23/2014|
|16587.||Under The Big Oak Tree||7/23/2014|
|16588.||A Sound Advice||7/23/2014|
|16593.||Of One Thing||7/23/2014|
|16595.||Seen In One Of Them||7/24/2014|
'I will kill you like a snake',
'I will roast you like a chicken',
'I will fry you like a plantain',
So roll, roll, roll your boat when,
You have a killer gun in your pocket.
I was born in the ghetto with,
The status of poverty without a fish in my hand;
I was taught in the ghettto with,
Much tears than hope;
I was brought up in the ghetto without the Statue of Liberty to salute!
So roll your boat with the gun in your pocket;
But, who is there to cover up your actions?
I was taught in a mud-house without slippers on my feet!
Heap of wood,
Kindle the fire in Africa!
With narrow windows above the guardrooms.
To the African civilizations,
Unique and creative;
With cultures and edifices to tell a story.
In the middle of the desert road,
From the orient and the occident;
On the mountain skirts and forests to tell a stroy.